In front of me stands the Erudite leader, her eyes fixed on me through her glasses. Everyone clears out of the room, including Leanna who gives me a sad look before hurrying out. The door slams shut, leaving me with the leader of Erudite who looks murderous.

"What I don't understand is how any child of mine could be Divergent." She says slowly. I look at the floor, face red. "You've betrayed me, Emilia. You're Divergence makes me look like a hypocrite."

"But I'm not —" I start.

"I don't want to hear any of it." My mother says, silencing me. "This year we have a new record of nine Divergent, and now you, ten." Her eyes pierce into mine.

"I will say what I say to every single Divergent I have ever met. You will go to the Choosing Ceremony as per usual. You will not line up with your fellow classmates, but instead, beside Connor. Then, at the end you know what happens." She pauses. "Head out through the back doors. Don't let anyone see you. I don't think I can live with this. A Divergent, under my roof." She looks away from me.

I feel like I'm about to cry, but I hold it in. I'm not going to look weak. But my mother literally just said she thought I was something horrible in society. I take a deep breath and ask, "Who is Connor?"

My mother sends a glare my way. "Stop stalling, Emilia, and get going. Now. I don't want to see you."

I really don't know who Connor is but I hurry out anyways because once my mother's mad, it's not something anyone wants to stick around for. As I head out from the back doors, Leanna stops me in my tracks. She grabs me and quickly pulls me to a corner before letting go of me.

"Are you okay?" she asks.

I nod stiffly. "Yes," I say. "It's nothing…just a talk."

"Don't play dumb with me," Leanna says, her frown deepening. "I know you're Divergent and…you're in the Games now." She takes a shaky breath. "I wished I did something earlier."

I glance around nervously. Saying things like that could result in punishment.

"Leanna, helping me is against the rules." I say, unsure what else to really say to her. "You can't erase my result or change it. That Dauntless was standing over your shoulder, watching. And besides, you'd be punished for it."

"You're too young," Leanna says, her eyes drooping. "All of you Divergent are."

I don't know what to say. One wrong word and I'll be punished even more, and possibly, so would Leanna. So I don't say anything and just pretend I don't see her tears falling as she wipes them away. Sixteen is technically young, in a way. We have just started becoming adults.

"There's nothing you can do," I say. "It's over. But…I have a question." I take a shaky breath, unsure what to say next. "What were my results?"

Leanna smiles a bit. "You're powerful, a really powerful girl and Divergent." She replies. "You got a total of three factions. Abnegation, Erudite and Dauntless.

"What?" My voice drops low. "That's impossible. It literally is impossible to get more than two."

"Not if you refuse to choose," Leanna says, smiling fully. "It's possible."

I stare at my hands. I got Dauntless and Abnegation? I'm not brave. Or selfless. I'm smart. That's all. But my results proved otherwise. I'm brave, selfless and smart. I'm Divergent. I'm different. That difference may cost me my life. I nod, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my blue clothes. I don't fit into one faction; I fit into many. That's what Divergent is all about, isn't it?

"I'll see you at the Choosing Ceremony. I hope." I say and turn away.

"Hey, Emilia?" Leanna suddenly says.

I turn back to see a small smile on Leanna's face.

"I have complete faith in you that you will do fine," She says.

I don't know what to say. I don't even know if this is just Abnegation, being selfless, or what. But something makes me think that she's not just saying the words. Maybe it's her smile. Maybe it's her tone. But something about her gives me hope; hope that I might make it out of the Games alive.

"Yeah," I say, stunned. "Thanks…I think."

Leanna's smile fades as she sees some Erudite coming our way. She looks at me in the eyes.

"You're like your father, you know," she says quietly. "He was always a strong man."

"He's dead." I say thickly.

There's a knot in my stomach. Never has anyone compared me to my father before. My mother doesn't mention him. Not to mention, Leanna is young. She seems too young to know who my father was.

Leanna just nods. "I know," she says. "I used to know him. He was a great Abnegation. I wish…I wish he never left." She smiles a bit. "He used to always cheer us up. I wish I could do what he did for you."

"Wait, what?" I ask, stepping forward.

"You have to go," Leanna says suddenly, opening the door for me. Her smile is completely wiped off her face now but as I pass her she says, "He was the greatest man I have ever known."

As I pass through the doors, I wonder how. In fact, my mother has never mentioned my father to me before except that he was a transfer. I wonder why he transferred from Abnegation to Erudite and how Leanna knows him. It's strange because Leanna is young and my father was at least thirty when he died.

I decide to walk home. Avoiding people is the best idea now.

As I walk home I see the boy who sat beside me walking home too. He must be Divergent then if he was sent home early. He stops to tie his shoelaces, and as he does, I pass him. I look back once and he locks his eyes with mine. Some sort of understanding passes between us; one that means we each want to be left alone. I ignore him and walk as fast as I can.

I predicted right that he was Divergent, but for the first time in my life, I wish I wasn't right. I used to think being right all the time was a good thing. But now, looking at it, maybe it's not. Sometimes being wrong would be better. Now being placed in the situation where I am Divergent and I am about to face a situation where it is life and death…I don't wish that upon others. I'm ready for the Games though. I'm nervous, but I will show everyone that Divergent are still people. I will.

Maybe I am selfless. Maybe I am brave. Maybe I am smart.

Maybe I am actually Divergent.